You're asking me about what happened when my mom died a year ago." I think your memory is fine, Mark." Oh. Well ... that's good. Right?"She nodded, an... then studied her pad again before raising her eyes to me. "Mark, would you be willing to go under hypnosis?"I blinked in surprise. "What for?" To see if there are any details in your subconscious memory about that night that might help me to help Sharon. Understanding the trauma that caused the problem for a patient can be pretty difficult for a. ....Daisy summoned me to her bedroom, she told me how wet she was already, i reached up under her skirt and instantly got hard as i rubbed her pussy through her panties, she pushed me on the bed, unzipped my jeans and my cock sprung to attention, she moved her panties to one side and lowered onto me, she bounced up and down on my shaft and in what seemed like seconds she was moaning as her orgasm hit her, her juices flowed over my cock, i told her i was about to cum and with that she got off me. Let me make your fantasy become reality."He claimed her mouth with his before she could protest, and she shut her eyes. He pushed her back down and she fell into the heat of his kiss, which had begun to trail down her body. He didn't bother discarding her dress or bra, simply yanked the bra down to reveal her large breasts. He took one into his mouth, suckling on her nipple until it hardened in his mouth. Fuck, he was really doing this to Sarah, his younger sister, who was writhing and moaning. I noticed then that his index finger had a slight puncture mark in it and there was a red dot in the center. Without waiting any further, I turned to face the others waiting for their meal, or escape, neither of which they would enjoy, and started to speak out loud when I saw a bright shining needle pop out of the red dot in the middle of Gretchen’s finger. He held the needle to my neck and spoke again, with not so much kindness. ‘Now now, you wouldn’t want to spoil the SURPRISE for them, would.